What’s the point of writing if no one’s reading.
If you’ve read my first blog post, I would have spoken about how I acknowledged my desire to make money off my blog, let go of the guilt (as popular opinion is that you should write for writing’s sake), and said that I will continue writing for several years and let’s see what happens. If I make money, great.
Turns out it’s not that easy. I’ve written 5 posts, excluding this one, and I’ve caught myself repeatedly looking at how many people have visited my page, how many people actually looked at my Instagram posts and so on. Obviously, it’s almost nil at this point in time. I don’t have a single follower on Instagram or twitter. And I’m the only person visiting my site more or less! 😁
It is demotivating. It seems pointless to continue writing when no one’s reading. A little while ago today, I was feeling pretty low, wondering how much external validation drives my motivation levels. I wasn’t low because no one’s reading my blogs yet. I was low because I was feeling guilty of how much that bothered me. Yeah, as you can see, my mind works overtime to create conflicts that make me oscillate between highs and lows like a pendulum. The good thing is that I’m aware of it. Of course, I don’t yet know how to fix it. I pushed myself to hit the gym and I felt better. I’m writing this post on my way back from the gym. I have to keep at it I guess, without bothering about the results. I’ll have to push myself to continue writing. Probably I should start thinking about readership when I hit 50 posts, or 100, or probably I should never think about it. I enjoy writing and I know my wife definitely enjoys reading what I write. Probably that is good enough.
